Its been a while
Too far of a distance
Longer than the nile
Ive forgotten what to say
What to feel, what to think
And its only when my body lays
im most concious
That i feel nauseous
I throw up all my feelings
Hurl all my thoughts
And The layers that smother me start peeling
I call them episodes
More or less violet purging
Of the toxicity that stays abode
I dont get nowhere being so sad
I dont get nowhere holding it together
But i do end up in the void of my person feeling so bad
There were many blank spaces
On the personal profile i attempted to complete
How the questions were no more than a simple face
What are you passionate about?
What are your hobbies?
What are the items you could not do without?
Ive been living with myself
Full journals sitting on my shelf
And yet i still could not fathom
Who Ive been all my life
YOU ARE READING
As life goes, so do I
PoetryRead to feel. These poems are written in the hopes that it stirs the emotions. Just maybe someone out there will come across this and find a poem in here that expresses exactly what they are feeling. And for me, I hope that brings comfort to some. T...
